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[indent]In an ideal worlds thing always went her way, but this was not an ideal world. Alveara, captain of the Black Crown pirates, had a plan to make it into the infamous Twin Capes safer and more normal than this, but such was the life of pirates. Giving in to the chaos that was their chosen occupation she simply gave in to her current predicament; more than sixty feet up in the air from the water. 

According to her estimation she was by far the highest one to have been light. Logically it made sense given her petite and light body, but it was still quite annoying. Closing in on the water, her body spread wide to slow her descent she looked for her crew, based on her estimates everyone seemed fine. Dowell, and Seijin landed in the water close to the shore, Ryu flew farther than the rest but he seemed okay and was following quickly. Brinsley was nowhere to be seen yet, but Alveara trusted that someone as sturdy as him was safe. All that was left was to think of her own landing strategy.

Moving herself mid-flight was no easy task, but it was doable. She moved her legs and feet facing down towards the ground. Her new position made her accelerate like a fast falling missile accelerated by gravity and physics. No more than twenty feet above ground, just below some of the jumbled mess of a skyline she used her powers on her legs. Gone were normal feet and instead there was a large cream colored spike. Extending and expanding her as needed she made Impact with the ground.

The fall was much faster than anticipated, and the hole it left was relatively sizable, a feet or two larger than the size of her own body’s circumference. She doubts that very few people would care for the hole. The ground took the brunt of the force of her attack leaving her relatively unscathed. Pulling herself out of the hole she made, a good six feet deep she found herself on dry land, and a not even a bit of sea water on her, a success she deemed it.

Alveara found herself a nearby her teammates and casually walked by ignoring some of the onlookers. People were bound to be attracted by the sound of the crash and the sight of their ship destroying itself. She assumed as much from people. By the time she found herself among Dowell and Seijin, and a third unknown person whom she didn’t place as a threat, raven haired and wearing a sailor suit. She paid no mind to the third person and ushered her two comrades.[/indent]